I was digging holes to bury mistakes. My mistakes took me north where I found this place. A place all alone that was not for me, but I learned who the hell I thought I could be,
I reached out, I reached out, I reached far into my fear and doubt.
I reached out, I reached out, I reached out.
My emptiness became someone's fulfillment as I think of all the energy that I spent distant from my family and friends in the hopes of finding new identity,
I reached out, I reached out, in my darkest days this distance stays.
I reached out, I reached out, I reached out.
Could you be my passion? Could you be my wheel? Can you take me to a place and make me feel apart of something that is not alone? Can you wrap me in your warmth? Will you take me home?
I'll reach out, I'll reach out, and when I find what it's all about.
I'll reach out, I'll reach out, and I'll climb from the depths of my fear and doubt, I'll reach out, I'll reach out, I'll reach out.